We're not only anchored, but we're becalmed now." Frank was thinking of Elsie and of the others who had been on the _Merry Seas_.

His heart was aching with anxiety.

Bart and Inza were scarcely less distressed.
The cabin or "cuddy," which had been surrendered to them by the fishermen who were now outside, was a diminutive place, smelling unpleasantly of fish and burnt grease.

On two sides were bunks.

Near the center was the rusty stove about which the three friends were gathered.
Its heat caused their wet clothing to emit a cloud of steam.